C758 The Myth of the Foreign Land

"Who are you?" Tang Yu looked at that man coldly. He could sense the aura of nature coming from that man, as if he was a part of nature. It was like flowers, trees, birds, and earth. However there was no aura of a human.

This was the first time Tang Yu had encountered such a feeling. This was simply a monster. No matter how powerful the Martial Cultivator was, it still had a trace of human Qi